damik's Diaryland Diary
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Jumble
The days are sort of jumbeling up, a mess of one day after anothers. Nothing significant to set them apart. Every morning I rise, and the day passes by. And thats all. Do you ever feel like its all been said? That your just useing different words to say the same thing? Have I already said this? There just seems to be little point to anything. I get up in the morning because I have to, not because I thrill at a brand new day. Not because because of some eagerness to face the morning, but because of obligation. Will there come a time when the obligation isn't enough? When my jobs, school, family responibalities, aren't enough for me to get out of bed in the morning. I feel such nothingness. And the feeling that my life isn't worth chronicling. That I'm wasting your time and mine.
12:01 p.m. - 10-05-01
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older entries: When. I called when! - 11:27 p.m. , 10-07-13 Intrusive - 3:31 p.m. , 09-12-13 It isn't working today. - 2:21 p.m. , 09-09-13 Sleep, SI, Stress, and Pain, yeah, I hit them all. - 4:46 p.m. , 08-09-13 I hate this game. I don't want to play anymore. - 2:59 p.m. , 05-29-13 |
